"What would you like for dinner, ma'am?" the elder lad asks, Color Wonder marker and paper in hand. He has informed me that we are at Ted's, one of their favorite Mexican restaurants (they only eat chips and either queso or salsa, depending on the lad, kind of like their mother used to do).
I dutifully give him my order.
"What would you like to drink?" the younger lad (wearing a tool belt rather than an apron) inquires.
"Maybe some peach lemonade?"
"We only have water."
The elder lad designed this menu for his brother today: ham sandwich, macaroni & cheese, Sun Chips, fruit punch, and lemonade -- not that any of this is standard fare around here.
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